Curry, cakes, sleep and slice
Finally... I sleep. All night! I'm so happy about the continuous quality zzzs that I wake up bright eyed and bushy tailed at 7.30! This just seems wrong, it's the weekend after all! However, it [Read More]
Finally... I sleep. All night! I'm so happy about the continuous quality zzzs that I wake up bright eyed and bushy tailed at 7.30! This just seems wrong, it's the weekend after all! However, it [Read More]
I'm not sure whether I'm battling jet lag or insomnia, or maybe even a lethal combination of both, but whatever it is, I'm on the prowl and it's only 2am! I console myself with the fact that I went to [Read More]
Despite my efforts to sleep, I'm up bright eyed and bushy tailed at 4am! I make constructive use of my time and get a whole heap of things done. Later, I get caught up watching the Champions League [Read More]
We're on the home stretch now - Singapore to Sydney - and this flight is only 8 hours which is much easier to bear than the 12 hour flight fandango we've just survived. There is no piggy in the middle [Read More]
It's my last run in London. I go hard because I'm going home today! That's what I call last chance training. Back at Hotel Mills, there's more suitcase squeezing before we set off for a spot of [Read More]
Richard says Sunday is Church Day which means there's a football ban. All day. But he's only joking. A day doesn't go by when Richard isn't glued to Sky Sports. We're all up and about early and I [Read More]
Saturday starts with a run. The marathon mob are out for last chance training. I don't envy them, but I do admire them. Running a marathon is the stuff dreams are made of but I know my limits! We [Read More]
I wake up much earlier than necessary to the smell of more croissants. Breakfast in Venice is a daily dose of deliciousness and right after our nutella fest, we head out to make the most of the [Read More]
Boo! It's our last morning in Venice and it's another breakfast bonanza. Croissants, coffee and crackers. We lap it up! We throw our stuff in the suitcase, check out of the hotel and race out into the [Read More]
The day gets off to a sense-a-tional start with a cracking continental breakfast. The croissant aroma wafts up the stairs, under the door and into our room and makes my mouth water! I coerce David [Read More]